"That thing I saw in the vision… the object that fell from the sky into the World Tree," Tyla murmured, her voice echoing faintly through the silent chamber.
Her fingers brushed over the smooth surface of the copper lid
"So you are the missing piece?"
From her waist, she pulled out the copper pot and the copper ladle she retrieved from her pocket dimension pearl. When she placed them all together, they gave off a soft, comforting clink — mundane, yet strangely harmonious. Then they stopped after a small resonance.
"Oh, a full set..." Tyla muttered with a crooked smile. " divine kitchen set?"
She carefully placed the pot on the cracked floor, slipped the ladle inside, and then lowered the lid gently over it. For a moment, she waited — expecting light, sound, anything. But nothing happened.
The silence stretched on.
